New World: Simulation: Start as a Death Row Substitute!
Transmigration Mode: Protagonist Replacement, Complete Replacement, Clone Replaces Original Protagonist, Original Protagonist Sent to the Ling Realm to Work!
Seal: Completely sealed!
Unlocked: Plot Points reached, story ends!
Aura: Infinite Passive 0.1 Aura. Ling Yi discovered for the first time that there was actually a negative aura in the list of Infinite Passive Aura. No matter what you do, all the benefits are only 10% of the normal benefits.
If you can't control the plot, then rely on a cheat code...
"Splash!"
The chains that bound the prison cell were unlocked.
Ling Yi stood blankly at the prison gate, his mind a Chaos.
Wasn't he leading his brothers in a fierce battle against those punks from the Fierce Tiger Gang? How did the situation change in Kung Fu Hustle blink of an eye?
Beside him stood a long-faced middle-aged man with a goatee, dressed in the clothes of an ancient constable.
Inside the prison cell, there was a prisoner with his back to himself, one hand behind his back, the other holding a calligraphy brush, writing and drawing on the wall.
Those who wear long gray clothes with the word "prison" written on them must be prisoners.
And what is my own identity?
Wearing handcuffs and shackles, and dressed in a long gray cloth robe with a large "prisoner" written on it.
So, am I also a prisoner?
Putting aside whether he's a prisoner or not, can anyone tell me what's really going on here?
Just then, the constable next to him patted Ling Yi on the shoulder and said in an icy voice, "What, regretting it?"
Ling Yi felt a tremendous pressure on his shoulder, almost causing him to stumble.
Damn, this guy is incredibly strong.
Those hands felt like they were made of steel, gripping his shoulders until they ached.
At that moment, a memory flooded into Ling Yi's mind.
His name was Ling Yi, and he was a messenger in Sanhe County. A messenger was someone who ran errands and delivered messages for people in ancient times.
Having lost both parents, Ling Yi had an older brother, Ling Yi Ling Feng, who was seven years his senior, and was raised by Ling Feng from a young age.
The two brothers had a very close relationship and depended on each other for survival.
His older brother took great care of him, always remembering his younger brother first when it came to food and drink.
My Ling Feng, was also a letter carrier; his income was neither high nor low, just enough to make ends meet.
Three days ago, Ling Feng offended someone and was brought home on the verge of death.
He suffered multiple fractures, and his right leg was severed, leaving only half of it.
Ling Yi exhausted all of his family's money, but could only barely keep Ling Feng afloat.
However, to revive Ling Feng, at least a hundred taels of silver worth of Healing medicine would be needed.
The brothers had saved up only a few taels of silver in total; a hundred taels was an astronomical figure for them.
Just then, Zheng Qi, a constable from Sanhe County, came to Ling Yi's door and discussed a deal.
The deal was simple: he would act as a substitute for a death row inmate and die in the inmate's place.
If he agreed, Zheng Qi would not only save Ling Feng's life, but also leave Ling Feng Wu Bai taels of silver.
In order to save his Ling Feng, Ling Yi gritted his teeth and agreed to the deal.
But I need to see my brother saved with my own eyes.
Zheng Qi kept his word and gave Ling Yi a Healing Pill.
The effect was immediate; Ling Feng recovered that very night. Not only that, the cut on his leg healed and scabbed over very quickly.
Judging from the current situation, after resting for another two weeks, he should be able to walk normally again.
Ling Yi didn't tell Ling Feng about taking the death sentence in place of the condemned prisoner; he only said that he had found a job and would be away for a while.
After spending another day with her brother, Ling Yi was taken by Zheng Qi to the prison in Sanhe County, which is now.
"Did I transmigrate, or were my memories of my previous life just a dream?" Ling Yi shook his head.
The intertwining of these two memories left Ling Yi somewhat confused.
It's highly likely that he time-traveled; there's no such thing as a Mengmeng that lasts a lifetime.
At this moment, Ling Yi was pushed on the shoulder again by Zheng Qi, causing Ling Yi to stumble and fall into the Prison.
"Go in now, it's too late to back out."
Ling Yi remained silent, his mind racing with thoughts of what to do.
Damn, I transmigrated and became a death row inmate, and to die in someone else's place? This start is just too brutal!
Also, they've already time-traveled, so where's their cheat ability?
Just then, the Human Reincarnation around.
Ling Yi was somewhat surprised upon seeing the other person's face.
This person looks so damn like me! Apart from the age difference, they're practically identical.
Even Ling Yi felt that this person's appearance was probably what he would look like ten years from now.
"The world is so vast, it's truly full of wonders. There's actually someone who looks so much like me!" The man also looked astonished.
He even walked up to Ling Yi and circled around him once.
"They look so alike, so incredibly alike, with almost no difference in either figure or appearance."
Just as Ling Yi was about to say something, a "ding" suddenly popped into his mind!
He swallowed back what he was about to say.
[Ding! A person of Karmic Luck has been detected. The Karmic Luck Simulation System is now officially activated.]
Then, two data panels appeared in front of Ling Yi.
One is your own system panel, and the other is the information panel of the person in front of you.
At the same time, Ling Yi's mind received additional information about the system.
[ Liu Zheng ]
[Identity: Prince of Nanlan of the Great Qian Empire, Third Prince of the Great Qian Empire.]
[Cultivation Level: Perfected Sixth Pin Qi Condensation Realm Perfection ]
[ Karmic Luck: 120,000]
Ling Yi's pupils contracted. This was actually the emperor's son, Prince of Nanlan?
Prince of Nanlan is the Prince of Nanlan Commandery.
Sanhe County is located within the territory of Nanlan Commandery.
But how did a prince become a prisoner? And a death row inmate at that, needing to find someone to die in his place to escape?
However, none of that matters; what matters is your own magic touch.
Now look at your system interface.
[ Karmic Luck Simulation System ]
[Host: Ling Yi ]
[Cultivation Level: None]
[Technique: None]
[Current Karmic Luck: 3]
[ Karmic Luck Radius: 10 meters]
[Each Simulation currently consumes 1 Karmic Luck Points!]
In his previous life, Ling Yi Ling Yi had read quite a few online novels, including Simulation- type ones.
But most of the time, other people's Simulation cost money.
It could be silver, Spirit Stone, or crystal energy, or something similar.
But this was the first time Ling Yi had ever seen something that required consuming Karmic Luck to Simulation.
As for how to obtain Karmic Luck, it's quite simple.
Simply staying within the Karmic Luck Radius of someone with good Karmic Luck can increase your own Karmic Luck.
The higher the other person's Karmic Luck, the faster your own Karmic Luck increases.
For example, the Third Prince Liu Zheng has 120,000 points of Karmic Luck, while Ling Yi's Karmic Luck can increase by 1 point per second.
Then look at Zheng Qi, the head constable, behind him.
[ Zheng Qi ]
[Position: Eighth Pin constable of Qinghe County, Nanlan Commandery.]
[Cultivation Level: Second Pin Bone Tempering Realm Minor Accomplishment!]
[ Karmic Luck: 7]
Goodness, the difference between people is just too great!
The Third Prince has 120,000 Karmic Luck, but Zheng Qi only has 7 points, not even 10 points. He's practically a minor character among minor characters.
"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't suffered a setback this time, I really wouldn't have wanted you to die. Even just keeping you by my side and training you into a Shadow would have been good." Liu Zheng looked at Ling Yi with amazement.
"Your Highness, the brothers over there won't last much longer. We should leave now," Zheng Qi Fist Dao to Liu Zheng.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Liu Zheng shook his head and walked out of the cell with a regretful expression.
Just then, Ling Yi suddenly spoke up, "Your Highness, I am about to die. May I ask for a Xiaoxiao request?"
Zheng Qi's face showed impatience as he snapped, "Shut up! How dare you, a lowly commoner, make demands of His Highness?"
Liu Zheng stopped and looked at Ling Yi with interest, asking, "Why don't you tell me?"
"Your Highness, I have admired Martial Practitioner since I was a child. Could you please give me any martial arts manual so I can broaden my horizons and gain some knowledge?"
Ling Yi was just asking casually; what if it worked out?
This world is no simple place; the strength of Martial Practitioner is incredibly powerful. First Pin Martial Practitioner can split nine stone tablets, and Ninth Pin Martial Practitioner is said to be comparable to Land Immortal.
Ling Yi has Simulation, but Simulation also needs to be something that can Simulation.
With nothing but Simulation, trying to break out of prison?
That's impossible.
Putting everything else aside, even the jailers guarding the Prison are all at the First Pin Skin Refining Realm.
Ling Yi is just an ordinary person, how can he possibly play this game?
However, if one possesses a cultivation technique, by gradually Simulation, one can eventually become a powerful individual.
Liu Zheng stared intently at Ling Yi, an inexplicable pressure enveloping Ling Yi.
This sent a shiver down Ling Yi's spine, and he felt an urge to kneel down in worship.
But Ling Yi was a stubborn person; he would only kneel to heaven and earth, but not to anyone else.
What's wrong with the Third Prince? In Laozi previous life, I was a big Xiao Di with a hundred or so underlings!
I'd rather die than kneel before you!
However, this feeling is really uncomfortable, as if there is an invisible force pressing down on it.
At this point, it's not a question of whether you want to kneel, but whether you can withstand it.
At this moment, Ling Yi's entire body was trembling, as if his muscles would shatter at any moment.
If this continues, Ling Yi really won't be able to hold on any longer.
But at that moment, Ling Yi felt the pressure on his body lighten, and that overwhelming pressure instantly dissipated.
"Haha, interesting, really interesting. This cultivation manual is for you." Liu Zheng laughed twice, then took out a piece of silk from his sleeve and threw it to Ling Yi.
Under Zheng Qi Qi's envious and greedy gaze, the silk fluttered towards Ling Yi, as if dragged by some force, and hovered in front of Ling Yi without moving.
Ling Yi reached out and caught it, but before he could even look at it, he heard Liu Zheng say loudly, "Boy, if you're lucky, and my father takes a shred of pity, you might still have a chance to live."
As he spoke, Liu Zheng walked out.
Zheng Qi gave Ling Yi a deep look, then slammed the cell door shut and said coldly, "Remember what you should say and what you shouldn't say. Don't forget your brother."
With a threatening remark, Zheng Qi turned and followed Liu Zheng.
"The most Emotionless are those in the Wang Family. Pity, pity, ha ha..."
The sound gradually faded until it disappeared.
Ling Yi took a deep breath and looked at the silk in his hand. The silk was very thin, and when unfolded, it was only about the size of a handkerchief.
At the very top of the silk scroll was written " Overbearing Fist," a name that exuded such Haki.
Whether it's truly Haki or Haki, you'll only know after practicing it.
Below the words " Overbearing Fist " are twelve small pictures, each depicting a small figure throwing a punch.
Below the image of the little man are thin horizontal lines of varying lengths, the meaning of which is unknown.
"System, activate Simulation function!"